The other day Lawry asked me, "If someone had told high school-you that you would marry someone who hadn't read the Harry Potter books, would you have believed them?" Definitely not. Zero belief, they would just be wrong. I still think these hypothetical people are wrong. Lawry was a little bit surprised that I still haven't completely accepted the lack of HP in his life (let's be honest, I still think this is hypothetical, I haven't come to terms yet :)
Lawry has a list of "marriagetivities" that's basically a bunch of things we want to do together in my first year out of grad school and before Lawry's first year in lawyering school. Right now, one of those is "read Harry Potter." I'd like to change that to "RE-read Harry Potter." I'm still in denial that Lawry hasn't already become best friends with Ron Weasley. BUT, I will say that I am super glad that he has not read the books OR seen the movies. He is a Harry Potter newbie, and I'm very excited to watch him fall in lurve with Harry and Co.
Figuring out how to meet JK Rowling or Emma Watson,
MJ
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Free Market Thanksgiving
If I could buy Thanksgiving, I would buy my mom's thanksgiving. Best. Also, I have the best family and fiance, I'm thankful for them.
Still recuperating from giving Lawry a piggyback ride in exchange for the 100+ he's given me,
MJ
Still recuperating from giving Lawry a piggyback ride in exchange for the 100+ he's given me,
MJ
Last Time I Thought About Being Cold
I was biking across the GG Bridge. My sister confirmed that wind, no sun, and just down right cold is a huge factor in her decision to remain in the South. I wish I had that wisdom before I endured Indiana's windy, rainy mess. Also, my pictures from San Fran are LONG overdue. So, here's one!
Counting down the hours to Harry,
MJ
MJ
The Zambranas
I miss the other Zambrano women. Less than one week until my mom's cooking, Texas tacos, and my sister's wit. These wonderful photos come from our friend Hans in Germany. Germans are the best.
Making it through Monday relatively unscathed,
MJ
Just A Little Further?
Hello November,
When you come around, I am normally doing quite well in my work, but you bring so much stress that you unnerve me. I find myself hesitating about the quality of my work, my level of production, stressed about upcoming final papers and increasingly focused on myself. This week, 48 hours passed when I only talked to Lawry for about 30 minutes to an hour total. We both took it in stride, but of course it made me sad, since talking to him helps me with the madness of graduate school. November, when you are in full swing, I'm often thinking, "I don't know how I can finish this!"
This morning, before you really started to usher in the end of fall, I went on a run. I meant to run just about 30 minutes, a little over 3 miles out at the cross country training track. It's really a beautiful course, like a meadow with a wide path running all through and around it. So, I was really looking forward to the early morning run. When I got there, people were arriving for a cross country meet. I like to run, but I'm no super runner, so I quickly got the heck outta Dodge, but then I had to figure out where to run instead. Long story short, although I could have cut my run really short several times--because I was knocked off my normal course--I ended up running for 50 minutes, and I loved it. I got tired around 35 minutes, but then I remembered what my sister says about running. She says, "I figure, if I can push my body to do this, I can better ask my mind to do difficult things, too."
I was listening to worship music while running today. When I got home, I started doing some crunches and Sara Groves "When the Saints" came on. What a good song; she sings about the sacrifices and actions of the saints. I hadn't heard it in a while. I want to spend of myself. On school, on Lawry, on God, on friends, on family, on others, on teaching. I want to think about when I can choose to go a little bit further.
Oh when the Saints go marching in, I want to be one of them.
Missing home,
MJ
If you keep your feet from breaking the Sabbath and from doing as you please on my holy day, if you call the Sabbath a delight and the Lord's holy day honorable, and if you honor it by not going your own way and not doing as you please or speaking idle words, then you will find your joy in the Lord, and I will cause you to ride on the heights of the land and to feast on the inheritance of your father Jacob.” The mouth of the Lord has spoken.
When you come around, I am normally doing quite well in my work, but you bring so much stress that you unnerve me. I find myself hesitating about the quality of my work, my level of production, stressed about upcoming final papers and increasingly focused on myself. This week, 48 hours passed when I only talked to Lawry for about 30 minutes to an hour total. We both took it in stride, but of course it made me sad, since talking to him helps me with the madness of graduate school. November, when you are in full swing, I'm often thinking, "I don't know how I can finish this!"
This morning, before you really started to usher in the end of fall, I went on a run. I meant to run just about 30 minutes, a little over 3 miles out at the cross country training track. It's really a beautiful course, like a meadow with a wide path running all through and around it. So, I was really looking forward to the early morning run. When I got there, people were arriving for a cross country meet. I like to run, but I'm no super runner, so I quickly got the heck outta Dodge, but then I had to figure out where to run instead. Long story short, although I could have cut my run really short several times--because I was knocked off my normal course--I ended up running for 50 minutes, and I loved it. I got tired around 35 minutes, but then I remembered what my sister says about running. She says, "I figure, if I can push my body to do this, I can better ask my mind to do difficult things, too."
I was listening to worship music while running today. When I got home, I started doing some crunches and Sara Groves "When the Saints" came on. What a good song; she sings about the sacrifices and actions of the saints. I hadn't heard it in a while. I want to spend of myself. On school, on Lawry, on God, on friends, on family, on others, on teaching. I want to think about when I can choose to go a little bit further.
Oh when the Saints go marching in, I want to be one of them.
Missing home,
MJ
If you keep your feet from breaking the Sabbath and from doing as you please on my holy day, if you call the Sabbath a delight and the Lord's holy day honorable, and if you honor it by not going your own way and not doing as you please or speaking idle words, then you will find your joy in the Lord, and I will cause you to ride on the heights of the land and to feast on the inheritance of your father Jacob.” The mouth of the Lord has spoken.
Cultural [D]evolution
High culture: Us at the MAC, the opera house at IU, classy classy
Then...
Medium Culture: Clark Kent turning INTO Superman and his trusty sidekick, Lois Lane
And, Low Culture: Lawry and I cleansing our pores and making scary faces. You are supposed to leave this on all night but Lawry took his off in the middle of the night after I was asleep because he thought it was gross to have all that stuff on his face.
Already SUPER excited about next Halloween,
MJ
I only have good memories of this place
Counting down the days to the next Lawrination,
MJ
